Tears can be shed

Crying can overwhelm

Weeping can consume

Or wail and wallow

With a sunken chest all her misery swallow

Or if she breathes with the heave of a barge

Her chest will barrel rather large

And if she keeps her sorrows in her belly

Her breath with come out rather smelly

It takes a courage and strength to allow tears to run

With an open face and burn like the sun